HUBCAP

HUBCAP
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He could have been born
An Indian, a Nigger, a Creole
A Chinaman or even a Jap
But he Australian Racist Poet
AJS this vindictive monster
destinys tight slap
Whom the girls call Hubcap
His limericks his antics
This agonizing artful dodger
Whom the guys call Madcap
A closest queen, latent homosexual
In a dress off shoulder strap
At the downside of 61 has fallen in love
With a Muslim Chap
Abdullakasai the poet terrorist
in his love trap
Hubcap wants to embrace Islam
This has nothing do with
Osama Bin Ladens message
Sent as Orkut scrap
Now back to love
A mixed cuisine
Between both Poem hunter
Lovers a love life I map
But Hubcap wants two
Crowing featherless
bird cocks or
say two miniature cameras
muslim like without lenscap
This Horny Thorny chap
He also tries hard to play
Cupid to an Indian Chap
With unfinished poems
Sticking out of his pocket flap
The emptiness of his mind
In the winds tent flap
He is learning like the Indians
To sit squat crap
His penis in plaster of Paris
a fractured handicap
once he becomes a Muslim
he will grow a goatee
Wear a nice white skull cap

His menstrual mind that oozes
Poetry through a leaking tap
At the forum foster beer
Some peanuts and a nightcap
Perhaps in my next poem
More of Hubcap I shall unwrap
PS Carter
Gangubai the Gonrrheal Whore
has already given him the clap

poem dedicated to none but the only one
you cant entrap the gorgeous gal in a bathing cap
neigbors envy owners pride Goldy Locks in a sarong wrap
rock and rap
zip mind zap